Sup! I'm back from Barcelona! Hope you're doing well!
Remember that sbi rust prompt you gave me a month or 2 ago? It is done (not readproff tho so there may be some mistakes) anyway enjoy my grand return!
Edit: did you know 250 paragraphs is the limit lenght to an ask? On an unrelated note I will have to cut this into multiple parts so enjoy this first chapter!
Wilbur took a step back, mouth agape and watched the figure inside of the dome. A human, identical in the looks, if not for the size of it.
When he went to explore the looming monument that rose from near his house, he expected food or scientific papers, perhaps some gas masks and equipment, not a... giant.
Weren't those things a myth?? Just a silly fictional creature to scare children away, not... not real and THERE, sleeping right in front of him??
The thing was curled up on himself, unable to fit in the 30ft wide sphere if going to its full lenght.
Wilbur was trapped in the walls of flesh.
And to his dismay, he was just in time to witness the creature wake up.
Lazily, they opened their eyes, squinting. They looked at their surroundings, the roof, the walls, the floor.
And the man was able to pinpoint the exact moment their eyes landed on him.
They gasped softly, almost mute. Their eyes widened, and they stood here, studying the punny intrudor for a too long moment. Only after, they spoke, barely above a whisper.
Wilbur expected the giant to speak, seeing how akin to a human he was, but he didn't expect such a young voice to be held by the.... boy?
"Hey." Wilbur waved, hand as shaking and hesitant as his voice.
"... What's your name?" They spoke.
Wilbur gulped, more on instinct. "Uuh, Wilbur. Who are you? What are you doing here?" He pointed.
They nodded in a hum before looking at the floor below, eyes a bit blurry.
"I...my name is Tommy. And uh... this is where I sleep."
The stare the human kept on the boy was intense, full of disbelief and curiosity. It was uncomfortable.
He shifted a bit. And Wilbur's eyes darted towards the small movements. Ah, right. Humans were hyperaware.
"It's been a while since I met someone around here."
"Yeah, I can imagine that... ever since the nuclear incident, it's been quite the task to find someone." Wilbur explained. What did this being knew exactly?
"Oh... I see." He lowered his head, before letting it rest on the floor, and holy shit he was even bigger than he thought.
He swallowed the lump back down his throat, and sat legs crossed.
The giant, which looked like a teenager now that he got to see his face up close, kept looking at him, expression almost bored.
Then, without much a warning, he lifted his hand and moved it towards the human, who instantly scrumbled away as fast as he could.
The hand froze, and when he looked at Tommy, the expression was sad, almost hurt.
Silence filled the room for a minute.
"Sorry" the giant apologized. "I must be quite scary, huh?"
Without much thinking, wilbur nodded. "Um, yeah"
"It's okay, I'm not gonna hurt you." He reassured, his voice pathetic. "Can I come closer?"
Wilbur looked at the hand, then at the teen. He took a deep breath before nodding, earning a pleased smile from the blond.
More careful, a hand thrice his size came to him, fingers slowly wrapping themselves around the human. He tensed, unwilling to move an inch despite his mind begging him to get out of here.
He closed his eyes in anticipation, but after a minute of stillness, he felt a rough pressure on his head, ruffling his hairs.
"Wha- what are you doing?" He asked, refusing to open his eyes yet.
Before he got an answer, the mass, which he recognized as a thumb, moved from playing with the hair to caress his skin as gently as possible.
With much hesitation, the human opened his eyes and met the face of the teen, who beared an expression of pure shock and wonder.
As the thumb rubbed against his cheek, he inhaled, shivered.
"You're so small... so fragile..."
His face was washed with a wave of sadness, while Wilbur drew his hand closer to the gun hidden in his jacket.
"How do you feel, wilbur? Do you feel fragile?" His voice was as sad as unreadable.
And at the moment, Wilbur did feel as powerless as a bug stuck in a web. A tall, wide web. Not that he would tell Tommy.
"... Is that a threat?" He asked instead.
"No, I'm just curious." A sort of melancholy couldn't leave the giant's face. "If I were to threaten someone, it would be because they acted like a bitch. You're not a bitch as far as I know."
The curse took Wilbur off guard, and he found himself giggling at the vocabulary. The blong smiled as well.
Then, the thumb moved from the face and slowly descended to cover his chest (entirely)
How long has it been since Wilbur has been hugged.
The gesture was confusing.
"I don't know. I know people like hugs. Makes them feel safe."
He eyed the fingers around him before focusing, wary, on the face.
"What are you planning to do to me?"
"Huh?!" He raised eyebrow and his hands left Wilbur's surrounding in a too quick motion, gesturing in defense. "Nothing!! I just want you to be comfortable. Been a while since I talked to anyone." Without the giant controling his volume, Wilbur had to cover his ear at the sudden booming sound.
He nodded nontheless, still unsure, and the silence drawn out.
"...why did you want to explore the dome?"
For some reason, the echoing voice was quite soothing to the human's ears, now that it was bearable. He took a few steps and put his hand on the part of the dome not blocked by an enormous mass. His finger carressed the copper walls until he was sat.
"I wanted to explore. I don't live very far, and this structure intrigued me. I expected to find some researches, not.... uh..."
Tommy smiled and understood the man without him having to finish. "Yeah. I'm not really something to be expected."
He nodded. "And you've been here for a while?"
"Not so much." The giant responded, "I usually travel from place to place trying to survive, pretty much like everyone else."
"I can try and look out for any paper or stuff if you want, so next time you come, I can hand them over."
Wilbur paused. The idea of returning to the giant made him frown, but the blond did seem to hold no grudges against him.
".... Maybe." He landed on.
And visibly, the teen was elated at the news, his grin growing to his ear and his hands joining in a clap. (As gentle as he could to not make the small man deaf.)
"Welp." He got up, before he got a sugar overdose from seeing that excitment. "I think I'm gonna head back."
"Do you want me to help you get back home?" The other proposed, enthusiast.
It was quiet for a moment, silence only disturbed by the giant shifting position. It was... unusual. But the enormous teen didn't seem hostile, and if Wilbur could get himself such an ally, he wouldn't take it down.
2 days later, he returned.
He was surprised as well, but curiosity guided his steps much more than his fears ever since the giant teen revealed himself a potential ally.
He inhaled deeply before climbing the stairs, his feet landing on the metalic ground.
The smile on the teenager's face when he turned around and met the tiny man was as heartwarming as nervewracking.
"YOU'RE BACK!!!" He cheered, and already the human had to cover his ears, the joyous scream deafening. He realized his mistake pretty soon though as he covered his mouth and mumbled, much quieter "Sorry. Hi Wilbur."
"Hello, Tommy." He replied, cautiously removing his hands from his ear. "How have you been?" He started. Usual politeness shouldn't be too awkward.
It took all the self control of the blond to keep his voice quiet enough when he said "I've been fine, thank you." The energy bubbling from him only made Wilbur chuckle.
"Good, good." Wilbur took a few steps towards the blond (or rather his face, since the teen was kind of all around the room) "You seem happy to see me."
Tommy nodded way too quickly and strongly as he confirmed. "Yep! I-" he pained keeping his voice low "-I wasn't sure if you'd really come back. I'm very very very glad you didn't lie. Especially since I have..... THIS!!"
He didn't even bother whispering as his hand came to view, previously hidden behind his back, and coming towards Wilbur in a fist at a racing pace. The brunette couldn't help but flinch back.
Tommy stopped mid-way, realizing his carelessness once more. He whispered an apology and the hand came, much slower this time. (Almost comically slow, but Wilbur wouldn't really complain)
Then, when only at about 6ft away from the man, the hand opened, revealing several piles of papers.
Wilbur's eyes widened. He looked at the blond, confused.
"You said you wanted to look for researches and stuff, sooo I tried finding some. And you were right! There are papers everywhere in here!"
Wilbur looked at the floor which he now realized was almost white from sheets, as well as the several seemingly blank pages stuck on the giant's body, and nodded, repressing a chuckle.
Tommy held back a laugh as well, and Wilbur tried visualizing how this.... god knows how tall being could try opening drawers with his nails barely thin enough to hold the handler, and reading papers the size of a pins on his hands, all while trying to manœuver his body so he wasn't blocking the rest of the building.
He would lie if he said the thought wasn't amusing.
He went for the paper, and without much thinking hopped onto the hand, since the papers were mostly at the center of his palm.
He grabbed a few and sat down, begining reading when he felt a shaky inhale. He looked up to meet the amused eyes of the blond.
"... Seat's comfortable?" He teased, as playful as baffled.
Wilbur frowned, then looked below him and his eyes widened as he registered. He shot straight up.
"Oh-oh oh I'm so sorry- I- I sincerely apologize I-"
He didn't get to finish his sentence as he covered his ears, a wheezed laugh echoing through the entire thing and sending Wilbur shaking from the vibrations.
He found himself laughing as well, barely able to keep up his balance as he stepped out of the hand, a good chunk of paper held between his chest and arms.
The laughs finally died down, the blond disforming his face with his hand trying hard to muffle the sounds. He looked back at the human with what could only be described as adoration. The hand left his face and he chuckled still as he talked.
"Ahh, don't worry about it. I expected you to just take the papers and go, but this? This was funny. Definitely the first time someone sits on my hand like that."
"I-... is it a bad thing?" Wilbur asked, taking slow steps backward while he kept a smile. The last thing he wanted was to upset a giant he was trapped with. Sure, the kid was nice, even though overwhelming, but a wrong gesture could change that first part pretty quickly.
"Nah, I don't mind. If the floor is too cold for your liking, you can sit here."
Wilbur sighed in relief and gave the blond a smile. "Alright. Thanks."
He still chose to sat on the floor, and started reading again. His intuition was right, there was tons of information in here.
He read in silence, only disturbed every once in a while when Tommy asked what was in the sheets. Wilbur explained as easily as possible and kept the details for himself. Tommy was satisfied with the answer he was given, though, so that wasn't a problem.
He was only a quarter through the first pile of paper when he felt something approaching. He froze when a mass, probably a finger, found itself on top of Wilbur's head.
There was a beat of silence when neither moved, and the finger ruffled ever so slightly his hair.
It was a bit awkward, but it wasn't uncomfortable, so he didn't protest.
A soft voice pierced through the silence.
"If I press on your head too hard or hurt you, warn me. You're small so I don't know how much pressure I can apply on you."
"Alright." Wilbur nodded. "You're doing fine right now, I'll tell you if that changes."
The rest of the reading was done with Tommy gently playing with Wilbur's hair or tapping his back in an attempt at a 'massage' (as Tommy called it). It was distracting, but not uncomfortable. At times, even soothing.
It was almost night when Wilbur read most of the first pile. He got up with the paper he read already and looked for an empty drawer.
Fortunately, since Tommy spent 2 days scrambling to get every possible paper out, it wasn't much of a challenge. Below Tommy's angled leg was a furniture. He went and deposited it.
"That should be good." He said as he closed it. He then turned around to meet the blond. "Well, I think it's time for me to go home. I'll be back soon though, this place is VERY interesting."
He forced himself not to fake a gag at Tommy's smile. Urg. So genuine.
"Yeaaayyy" the giant stage-whispered while clapping his hands as softly and quickly as possible. "It's nice having you around. Can I do anything to help you?"
Wilbur brought a hand to his chin and thought for a moment. "If you find an empty book, you can give it to me next time. I'll bring one myself though so you don't have to tear this place upside down to find one." That made Tommy chuckle.
And so, Wilbur returned home once more.
THIS IS SO GOOD MEL OMG!!!
Pls read this it’s amazing and so well done, I love the rust server and this is so good :D
origamiaround
areudirty
prguitarman
theartofmadeline
andulkaphoto
romaincrisis
titsay
